sooner or later im gonna get anxious again.
Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. — Dr. Seuss. ———————— Moving away from the giant stride towards the tallest slide in the playground—the avalanche slide, the other children would call it—was the first task. It was a self-assignment filled with determination. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, the young boy scratched the side of his head. "The only way is up, isn't it?" He thought to himself. Contemplating about how the journey to the top of the slide would be like, he evaluated the length of his legs. Perhaps he wasn't tall enough, but he wondered if that was going to stop him from making the climb. Shaking off the feeling of incompetence, his intention to change his attitude towards the altitude remained strong. Countless of times had he envisioned the success of scaling the mountainous structure he was staring at. It had always been all thought and no action. "Stop staring." A girl at the top of the slide
